Hello, Lover

She’s there, standing right there in front of him And the two steps forward separating their paths seem less heavy And less likely to cross than the Brooklyn Bridge In his steel toe Timberlands Waiting by the curb, twiddling her restless fingers Making fists inside her down coat pockets, and Read more

Last Prayer

It is an inconvenient time, swaddled tightly with life’s circumference. Enmeshed with an array of emotions, responsibilities. I am culpable for everyone. I am liable to provide the means to fulfill their urgent desire to be happy. I am a one stop shop. As my body matures, my vanity has Read more

Are You There? It’s Me, Your Younger Self

Kindergarten. First grade. Second grade. Those were the years that I endured bullying. I remember in first grade, the year I got glasses; I began getting teased. I didn’t understand why, especially when I wore purple glasses with speckles. How could nobody like them? My hair, it was so long, Read more